((A/N: I do not own any of the Harry Potter charatchers, but, I do own the charachters that I introduce myself.))

Chapter 2: Arvadak Adava



The dizzyness in his head started to over wealm him... the blood pouring off his arm, he goes into a state of pure panic. Collapsing on the ground. Blood seeping around his arm. He felt something pull him up and on the couch, and he cools back to normal. He looks up to see Bill frowning at he looks down at him, then at his arm.

"Now, harry we're gonna see what's wrong with your arm here." He picks up Harry's arm and looks at the cast that has the words ingraved in it. He frowns again, and he trys to change the cast, but the words appeared back and a massive amout of blood excaped Harrys arm, and starts to pour down. Bill jumps back and casts a asorbing spell on his towel and wraped it around Harry arm and ran to another room.

He skribbled on a peice of paper.

Dear Dumbledore

I need to imform you that Harry has broken his arm, and when the cast was put on and was changed to white, it twisted green and the worst unforgivable curse was spelt aross his cast, the worst thing about it, is that when we try to remove it, it carves into Harry's own skin, deeper and deeper and his making him bleed rapidly. I only recently found this out and I don't think I helped Harry's contidion. Harry is half in a state of Shock and I need help now!

William Weasley ((A/N: Bill is short for William didn't you know that?))

Bill grabbed Percy's priced owl and sent the letter away and ran back to Harrys side. He found Harry sitting up again and he was looking at his cast.

"Wh-ats w...wrong?" Harry stammered, oviousally of the loss of Blood loss. "Why is the c-curse there?"

"I donno Harry, but I told Dumbledore just now and I'm going to be back and Floo to Lupin, who is out of the country... so hold that towel to your arm, and try not to move okay?" Harry nodded and Bill sighed, hoping it was a good idea to leave Harry alone, but he knew it was the only way for him to get help for him.

Bill grabed a fist full of Floo powder threw it into the fire. He steped into the swirling green flames. "Wolfbane Hollow!" And he dissapeared in a flurry of green fire. Harry just stared for a moment, he wondered why he didn't just apparate? Why did he use the Floo powder? Harry knew all his questions would be awnsered soon. He stared at the towel that was turning red slowly, helpful of the absorbing charm. He thought to himself. 'Go away' And he felt the words get carved into his arm, like it was a knife carving into wood. He reched in pain and the towel deepened in red colour his arm throbing and he started to thrash around in mear shock of the pain...

The green flame appeared again and Bill appeared out of the flame and ran to Harry side and started to try and calm Harry down. His hands holding on his sholders to stop Harry from trembiling. Just then, Lupin appeared, and knelt down beside Harry and cast a calming charm, it stoped Harry's thrashing but not his pain. Lupin motioned for Harry reach out his arm, Harry did so, but was most reluctlent to do so. Lupin unwraped the towel and looked at the carved words and looked up.

"It's two inches deep, and it hit a couple of magor veins..." He trys to cast a spell to stop bleeding, but it fails. "It looks like it was cursed to bleed, and a normal spell can't stop the bleeding..." Lupin wraps the towel back on Harrys arm. "Now, Harry try not to move, and do not think of getting rid of the words, it'll cut deeper." Lupid spoke quickly but reasuringly. Harry nodded and sighed, he tried not to think about it going away but the more he tried not to think about it, the more it bled.

"Oh my! is Harry allright?" Both men, plus Harry jumped, the didn't realize that Mrs.Weasley had been standing there for over a minute. She rushes over. "Oh my! he's so pale, and it's my fault that this is happening..." She was nearly in tears. Bill patted her back and Lupin looked at her.

"It is not your fault, this is the work of Dark Magic, and we will get Harry help, since we cannot Apparate to St.Mungo's and their Floo network was tampered with. We must think of some way to bring Harry there." Lupin patted her back sypatheticly and she nodded. Hermione came from downstairs and Ginny followed.

"Hey! Why is it so noisy here? Me and Hermione where busy reading." Ginny inqired and she cocked her eyebrow.

"We cannot explain now, all we need you to do is go upstairs." A little pout is heard. "Yes, Hermione, you too, and just continue reading, and I'll put a silceing charm near your door so you can't hear us." Lupin waved them off and cast the spell, the girls trudged up the stairs and closed their door. Just then, Hermes, Percy's owl, flew threw the window. Bill snatched the letter and read it aloud.

William,

We have takin your letter and we will be ariving by apparation in a few mear moments. Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, and myself, are going to come. Please stay calm.

Albus Dumbledore

Bill sighed and looked at Harry who was starting to turn paler and paler by the minute. Mrs.Wealsey was stroking Harry's raven black hair and was too sorta pale, In all the worry for him. Three pops are heard and Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, and Severus Snape where there. Minerva gasped at the sight of the blood drenched Harry and Snape mearly sneered, but a strange glossyness was in his eyes. But, it well... went unnoticed. The soft twinkeling in Dumbledore's eyes was gone, it was repaced by smokey blueness. Minerva rushed over to Harry and put her arm around his sholder. Snape walked over to Mrs.Weasley.

"Where do you keep your potion supplies?" Snape sneered. In his usual dreary, I-hate-you-too tone.

"We have none... you should ask my twins Fred and George. Only Merlin knows what they have in thier room!" She motions snape over to them. He just turns and walks over to them, he stops for a meer second to look at Harry then keeps walking to Fred.

"Where do you keep your... trouble making supplies..." He glares at them, he knew he would regret the day that he ever asked them for a favor.

"Oh, downstairs in the cubbord. You must say 'I sololmnly swear that I am up to no good'" The both repilyed in unison and bowed. Snape sneered and walked downstairs. Meanwhile Dumbledore was looking at Harry arm.

"This clearly isn't good." Dumbledore spoke in a low voice. "I seems that the Dark Lord is still tampering with the connection beteween Harry and himself. After Harry implyed that he didn't want anything on his cast. The Dark Lord at that moment must of killed somone, causeing the curse to emitt. Plus, since the curse dosn't stop till it's job is done, everytime you try to remove it, it cuts deeper. Thus, Harry's massive bleeding problem. But, I'm concerned, it seems that he was poisoned by somthing. I think, that Voldemort killed somone then turned into his Snake form afterwards. Also, posioning Harry with the venom of the Snake. Which we all know, causes massive bleeding." Everyone looks at Mr.Weasley whom was silent at the time, and nobody realized that he was accually there. He blushed red and went back to reading his paper.

"Poor Harry!" Mrs.Weasly whined. She hugged him tight.

"But, if he's poisoned, don't he need to get to St.Mungo's?" Minerva Piped up.

"Yes, but the only way we can get there is by Muggle transortaion." Lupin's voice dreary, but his eye is on Harry.

A BOOM and a "Ow!" is heard from downstairs. Snape walks up the sloping steps and he is holding a bag of Potion suppliys in one hand, a his other is bloody. "THAT RUDDY SHELF! IT NEARLY BIT MY HAND OFF!" He casts a spell on his own hand and it heals. Everyone smirks for a moment, but they turn attention back to Harry. Snape storms off in search for a caludren. Dumbledore pulls out his wand, and points to his cast, and speacks strange words "Arvadak Adava" a blinding green light comes from his wand and it dissapates. Nothing seemed to change.

"I seems like the spell is the cause. I said the curse backwards, if It was the cause of what is Happening to Harry, my wand would of made the same light as the curse did. And, It did."

They all where looking at dumbledore, nodding. Not at this moment paying much attention to Harry. Harry looked at his arm, and forgot Lupins words of caution. 'Go away, your hurting me...' Harry thought. He flelt the knife again, only it wasn't carving the words, it was stabbing threw his arm, in multiple places around the words. Harry renched in pain and Blood poured of his towel. He started to feel light headed. He felt somone shaking him.

"Harry, Keep awake." McGonagall's voice frail and in the distance.



"M-my a..arm. It has be-been stabbed all-ll the way thr-rew."

Everyone turned their attention to Harry, and Lupin grabbed his arm and removed the towel, then the cast. He could see a couple of slits running right threw his arm. Everyone stares at them, and the blood is seeping over the edges of his arm. Harry shudders and turns ghostly pale and he collapses on the couch. He felt somthing grip his sholders and sit him up right, everything was blurry, and his vision was going fast. Everything got haizy untill a blanket of black carpeted over him...

* * *

"Okay, is it the street on the left or the right?"

"Left I think"



"No, I'm sure it's right."

"Fasanating things that Muggles have eh?" Mr.Weasly's voice was the first Harry could reconise out of the din, Harry was barley awake, but he still couldn't open his eyes, somthing was stroking his hair.

"ARTHER WEASLEY! HOW COULD YOU THINK ABOUT MUGGLES BLODDY CONTRAPANATIONS AT A TIME LIKE THIS!" Mrs. Weasley's, yelled at him, Mr.Weasley cringed.

Harry started to regain his trail of thought. His arm wrapped up, hurting like bloody hell, and worst yet, he was bleeding to death. Harry tryed to open his eyes, but it was straining. He heard the sound of traffic, he must be in a car, and he must be lieing down.

"Okay, NOW where to I go?" Snape, he thought, was driving the car. Harry didn't know that Snape had any idea how to drive a car, let alone the fact that he knew what a gas pettle is.

"Severus, just follow the signs" A calm, yet strict voice emerged. Oviousally, belonging to Minerva, McGonagall.



"Well, that is clearly obvious, but, they do not tell me which way to go..." Snape sneered back. "Muggle signs donot say, 'This way to the wizarding Hospital'!" Harry then noticed that his voice shaking.

"Severus calm down, Albus said that follow the signs that have the stars on the corners of them, that Albus so conviently placed there." Minerva was trying to sound calm, but her voice, was higher than usuall, but, was still firm.

Harry head was ringing, he felt the warm blood drip off his arm, he tryed to breath in, but no air filled his lungs. He tried again, but, again, no air came to him. He started to panic and gasp, trying to pull air in, he felt like somthing was choking him, somthing had his grip around his neck and was strangeling him.

"Oh, Merlin! Harry can't breath!" Mrs.Weasley voice spoke, trembiling.

"Okay, calm down, I'll put a charm on him, the charm will give him the oxogen required, so he will not need to breath. I'm sure St.Mungo's will help him." Surprisingly, this was Snape's dreary voice, allthough it was full on concern and

worry. He muttered unter his breath a spell and Harry felt like someone gave him a breath of life. He felt relived. Just as he was starting to feel comfertable again, a reching pain circled threw his arm, he felt like it was tearing up his viens. He tences up and blood started to pour over the towel. Too much blood loss... He started to think slowly... to much...

((Hehe, okay, I know I'm evil! I did yet ANOTHER cliffhanger! have fun!))